I moved to Miami I finally had a father figure I could trust. one of my problems were gone then came more. I found a friend named David Gonzales he became my best friend, but his cousins would always make funny of me. They never new who I was it made no sense for them to hurt me. It got worst they started to punch me they just didn't care who I was. I started thinking I didn't belong on this earth. One day I was going to David's house but he wasn't home then his cousins came out of no where grabbed me and threw me in the ocean. from this I got schizophrenia . Soon I moved from that terrible place, but it couldn't save me.